Ruination had changed tremendously as at this point in time…the term record described her astutely.
That was what she was made for. Every particle her Master's Dream replaced, she remembered first: its old shape, its old weight, its old place in existence, kept perfectly so that nothing was lost when it became his. She held the ruins of everything he changed.
The day her Master went hunting a First Gu, she was doing that same quiet work when one of her records moved inside of her existence.
It was a single grain of dust from a Dimension in the Undefined Gaps, a speck her Master's Dream had replaced an hour earlier. Ruination held its record as she held all of them, complete down to the bottom, and as she checked it, the grain drifted a hair to the left, exactly as the real grain would have drifted if it had still been there.
She stopped everything and looked at it.
Her record was so complete that it had started to behave.
